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We can dance like no one else.Fingers entwinedYour hand in the small of my backWe delicately place one footIn front of anotherMatching our steps to blue plastic feetStuck to the ground.If we stumble I will laughYou will bite your lip,Then remember to smile.It is only a dance,A set of rules that tell usWhere to step,Where to place our hands.